Unwelcome Intrusion
Unwelcome intrusion
Driving along a country road
dry dust billows behind
heading to work on a summer morn
the heat is yet to rise.
Early gold light in clear blue sky
brush stroke whispy clouds
bluegrey bush and fading mist
dew still on the ground.
Down a hill and round a bend
moving slower now
a wedgetail eagle looks up at me
over a roadkill repast.
He half spreads wings and glares at me
as I approach and pass
backs a bouncing step or two
so close I reflect in his eyes.
That instant the Eagle makes so clear
though I’m large he has beak and claw
wingspan greater than mine,
I’d regret it if I stopped for his food.
I imagine this noble king of birds
standing in the dust of my wake
thinking of noisy and impolite humans
to him, an unwelcome intrusion.
©T.Arnold
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